Thursday 15 December 2011

Have you ever felt this empty?

Tell me what's wrong with me and make it stop, whatever it is, whatever it takes. Then take me far, far away with you, whoever you are. I need to escape the mess I've become.
All these years...
I am nothing but the shattered pieces of something that never was.


Will it ever stop?


Edit 17/12:
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